Hazy Acres

Each day is a little different 

Right 

Is the word familiar 

Are you using it 

With peace 

Hearts that find mild ways 

To speak 

Maybe its sunshine 

For them 

Getting through it 

They remain busy as it rolls over the mind 

The mind has its ways 

You said too much to the moment 

Regret

Or it was perfect 

As they say 

Its what you make of it 

Challenging as it stabs the words

You’re using 

Find new words 

Find new ways 

Find the same

Just call it something else 

While it was ending 

The train was loud 

Like metal crashing 

In my head all around 

One by one 

Leaving it all behind 

I no longer live there now 

Yet it remains 

As I remain 

Just along another line 

Searching for a peace 

In their eyes 

Learning to leave it 

This is life